Chapter 98: Love Through the Glass

He looked at me without squinting, and his pupils were full of despair to see this starfish pendant slipping from me, and unspeakable hatred...

His eyes are as sharp as a blade, and his clenched fist can't be waved immediately to vent his suppressed indignation.

"It's not what you think."

"What is that? If you haven't seen him and there is no intersection between you, how can you explain that this pendant is back in your hands?"

He looked at me angrily, and his body was surrounded by a blizzard with ice, but the center of the blizzard seemed to be burning a blue ghost flame, and those who approached easily must be burned. Or more serious consequences.

"I'm right to see him, but I took off this pendant and brought it back on my own initiative. It has nothing to do with him." I hurriedly explained the context of this matter, but he seemed to have lost his reason to think normally. Every word he said to me was full of deep doubt, and the cold air in his eyes that almost froze people into frost did not dissipate.

"Do you think I will believe such a story?" He snorted coldly.

"If you don't believe it, why do you ask me? Anyway, you have already set the blame in your heart and acquiesced that there must be an unspeakable secret between me and Situ Lei, right?"

I finally lost the patience to continue to explain to him. In the face of such a person whose mind is overwhelmed by anger, the best way is to shut up and slowly digest what I said after he calms down.

"Why, do you think it's superfluous to explain to me?"

"Ye Yichen, can you not be so extreme?"

"Extreme? Did you know me on the first day? I don't think I'm an impulsive person, but I'm not a fool. I know what this necklace means when it comes back to your hand. Situ Lei can't give you a chance to take this thing more important than his life from him.

His voice was low and powerful, and every sentence was as strong as a nail. He nailed me to the cutting board where he had already outlined the outline of the event in his heart, allowing him to slaughter me without giving me any room for resistance.

"Ye Yichen, you are simply unreasonable."

I shouted at him, completely ignoring that it was late at night, people had already fallen asleep like dreams, and the place where he and I were was still downstairs of the hotel. If the sound insulation here is a little bad, we will hear our quarrel at least below the third floor.

I turned around and left, and I didn't want to face him like this anymore. In the face of such a misunderstanding of me, Ye Yichen, who couldn't listen to my explanation and blindly imposed a guilty name on me.

The late-night wind always sweeps the unpredictable cold air. Whenever we walk outside like this late at night, he always puts a layer of clothes on me and is reluctantly pushed away by me. After several repetitions, I compromised with his extremely cute and pitiful expression.

The same is true tonight. The wind does not seem to stop because of our quarrel. It still suddenly hit without any signs, blowing people's cold hair upright. People can also feel a long-lost coolness on summer nights.

Maybe at this time, his heart and I are comparable to this abrupt night wind, and this gust of wind is nothing more than sprinkling a handful of salt on our already injured wound, making the bloody wound more clearly show the chilling and burning pain.

I entered the hotel lobby without looking back and ran to the elevator. The staff at the counter have been watching us laugh with eyes that don't know how to be, and then walk away like strangers.

The gust of wind seemed to slightly wake up Ye Yichen's brain, which had been fainted by jealousy. He had been standing still and stunned in the world he had created. After the gust of wind, after seeing my back leaving without hesitation, he finally calmed down and shook the things that he fantasized about in his mind.

"Yulin..." He called me, who was far away from him, as if he woke up from a dream. But I still didn't look back as if I didn't hear it.

"Don't go." He strode after me, grabbed my wheelchair and stopped letting go.

"Let go." I turned my head and looked at him.

I think my eyes must be fierce at this moment, at least I think so myself. Because the moment I turned my head to look at him, his body took two steps back slightly, but it quickly returned to normal.

"I was too impulsive just now, but if it were you, would you be able to show reason and listen to those explanations that seemed to be fabricated at all?"

"You should know that there is no if in the world. Since you think the stories I said are like fabricated stories, why do you want me to stay and see if you continue to immerse yourself in your fantasy?

"Why do you always understand what deviates from me?"

"Do I understand the deviation or did you not believe me from the beginning!"

......

For a moment of silence, I didn't struggle with his hand holding the wheelchair, and he didn't speak or do anything else. This is not like his style, which also makes me a little worried in this silence.

"Do you want me to believe in you, if so. Please show me the sincerity that makes me believe in you."

Ye Yichen seemed to have returned to his hypocritical shell. Although his expression was interesting, his heart was a desolate desert.

Actually, I regretted this sentence after saying it. What right do I have to ask him to believe me? Both trust and feelings are relative. No one will be stupid and don't pay back, and no one will know that the other party is cheating on you and always be honest with him. Therefore, I didn't believe him from the beginning, and at this moment, what would make him believe that such a request flashed through my mind and blurted out shamelessly.

"Why don't you talk? Are you a woman who just wants to harvest but doesn't want to give?"

He let go of the wheelchair armrest that had just been held tightly and came to me, looking at me from top to bottom with a provocative look.

"I made a mistake. There's nothing to say." I lowered my head and silently pressed the forward button, but his body kept blocking me and hit me several times without letting me pass.

Maybe I lost my mind at this time, and I didn't turn around or say anything. Just blindly pressed forward, hit his knee and was pushed back. Repeat this action again and again.

This is the real him. What flows in his bones is more indifferent blood than Situ Lei and a sense of security that is missing than me. He doesn't believe me and don't trust people, but this is not that he was born with, but the human indifference created by the environment he has been hurt again and again, used by the people he likes.

I was not like this. I thought we would snuggle up to each other. It seems that a little carelessness will add a clear new injury to his vulnerability.

Escape is the only way out now. The calmness after being alone can make him put on the actor's coat again and once again cover up the emptiness and uneasiness in his heart that cannot be filled.

But at the same time, my heart is not indescribably uneasiness and panicked. My brain is almost blank. I can't imagine that he can convince my words, and I don't know how to calm his distrust and suspicions about me.

"I'm sorry..."

Just when I was at a loss, his apology suddenly came.

"Does this sentence make sense? For you, this is just the most basic sound made by the upper lip touching the lower lip. Do you think I will be moved by it?"

I don't think so. I have been in a panic. I hope he can believe me and give me a chance to hug him again. But he said such words to stimulate him.

"Promise me not to see him again, okay?" He seemed to know that I didn't say this completely out of my mind. He looked at me as if he didn't hear it and still talked to himself.

"Why did I promise you? Even if I promise now, will you believe it? You didn't listen to my explanation just because you saw a pendant. Now what gives you self-confidence, and I believe you will do what you say.

Perhaps the despair in my heart may have far exceeded him. We seem to rely on each other, but we have not poured our hearts. Just a little wind and grass can break us into a plate of loose sand.

"I'm just afraid you'll leave."

His body softened with the sound, not as sharp as when he argued with me just now. The fragile appearance like an injured child has always been the most unbearable to see. I always put down the bottom line that I shouldn't have put down to accept him because of such an expression, an action, or even a sentence.

In the face of all kinds of things in the world, I think I can face it calmly without too many personal emotions and irrational behavior choices. But only in the face of him who is the same or even more extreme as me, I always become so unconscious and touch my heart with his thoughts.

To be honest, I'm not afraid of losing anything and start from scratch. Because I didn't have anything.

My hand stroked his face: "Don't hold me too tightly. You and I are equally insecure and injured people. We have not believed in the so-called love in each other's hearts for a long time. Since you are so distrustful, why hold it firmly? If I am the most delicate sand by the sea, no matter how tightly you hold it, it will gradually pass away from your fingers.

"You may be able to see through me and others, but you can't see through yourself."

"Hmm?" I watched him gradually regain his calm mood, and there were deep dark pupils that I couldn't extricate myself.

"You are more delicate than anyone else, but what is contained in your body is a hundred times stronger and a thousand times stronger than all of us. The ice cone that fell vertically from the sky, even if it was not afraid of being broken bones, the ice blade that inadvertently splashed at the same time had already pierced the hearts of the people around it.

His big hand covered my hand stroking his cheek. This was the first time he gave me such a profound comment that even I didn't realize that I was such a hurtful and invisible existence in his heart.

I didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me. Is this what I feel for him?

"Thank you for your comment. In this case, why do you still approach such a dangerous me?"

"Whether you are a sharp blade or floating sand, I, Ye Yichen, will never let go of what I want. Even if you are a morasm, a blade, a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, I will hold you firmly in my hand.

"Why did you do this to me? I'm just one of your pieces..."

I stopped for some reason. Maybe it was because I had been with him for too long, and the drops of stone began to penetrate into my heart.

"Because as long as you hold it tightly, your sharp blade will pierce the skin and never leave..."